"It''s getting light." Rosa said, looking at the white horizon. He stood up, left the range of the bonfire and looked at the valley city. From this angle, you can still see the light of the torch in the south of the city. Those lights cast the outline of the crossbow arrow onto the clouds above, which is strange and terrifying.


    "They''ll start shooting as soon as it gets light." The webworm stood behind the count of Heishan. She heard from Lothar how powerful the weapons on the wall were. She did not doubt that the heavily damaged Xigu city could not provide enough shelter for the creatures in the city. Unless the rats get into the ground, but they won''t, and with an order, it''s all over. A low ballad is humming softly. The maids have heard this ballad, at the great funeral of Wangdu.


    Rosa sang and slowly untied the cloth tied to the Tomahawk in her hand. The justice of the fool was so dim in the darkness before dawn that there was no trace of brilliance. In the gap between the songs, the soldier inserts his weapon into the ground, making the lion carved on the ax face the valley. "Look, it''s your duty as hern''s hand. It''s also my duty as count of black mountain. If the Lords can''t execute the prisoners themselves, they have to watch them at least. Life, even sinful life, should be respected. "


    While the count was immersed in grief, the net worm looked at the northern sky and frowned. "Did you see anything flying by?"


    "Cough" Marcus removed the handkerchief from his mouth and looked into the sputum with blood stains. It''s not just him, but the soldiers on the wall have a similar reaction. The sulfur in the air burns to form a poisonous gas, which causes all this. But the king''s hand was not an alchemist, so neither he nor his soldiers understood why.


    "Perhaps your majesty is rebuking us." When Marcus reaches the wall, he laughs.


    "The crossbow has been fully debugged, and it is only waiting for your order." Said the angry lion in armor with a smile. He seemed to have seen the rat man and the devil vanishing under the crossbow and saw himself ascend to the throne of the king''s capital in the love of the Kingdom''s inhabitants. Soon, the Crowe family''s highest glory is coming.


    The king''s hand retreated a few steps, and looked at Andrea in front of him, who was young, strong, and commanding, though somewhat tyrannical, but not stupid. In any case, he would not be a fatuous monarch. But something in Marcus''s heart told him that the grey lion was never united by these things. If sitter was still there, he would never have let the rat people who had been his own people die under the cold crossbow.


    But what''s the point? The old king is dead, and the blood of hern is cut off. Without the help of the devil''s wisdom, Marcus knew that this man was the Kingdom''s best choice at the moment. Although, he preferred to choose Lothar, who still did not know where he was. Now think about it, if only the idiot didn''t follow the wizard northward, maybe the situation would change a lot. Forget it, things in the past can''t be changed, just like the collapsed melting iron city can''t be restored, and the dead king can''t be revived. Like the rat man in this city, it is destined to become a legend in history after today.


    "Order to go down and shoot the arrow!"


    "Boom Fire! Blue fire! A huge explosion muffled Marcus'' orders. The glare of the light eclipsed the sun. What was it like, the whole sky, the whole black cloud that enveloped the Valley City, burned and burst in an instant, and the hot wind came down from above, forcing people to bow in front of this incomprehensible force. In a moment, just a moment, the blue flame turned into a huge cover, burning in the air.


    "Damn it, what''s going on?" Similar shouts were heard in the crowd, but no one was able to answer the question. Is this the devil''s trick? Or what punishment from the gods? Before this terrible vision, people fell into unprecedented shock. At the same time, the strong poison gas also began to spread in the air. Up and down the valley city is like a temporary scene at the end of the world.


    "Something''s coming out!" Yelled a sharp eyed soldier, pointing to the burning sky. Marcus looked down at the man''s finger, and he saw the blue fire protruding downward, as if the gauze was about to wrap its contents. And when the object finally broke through the flame, people were again surprised at what they saw.


    "Dragon! Dragon! It''s a dragon After passing through the fire layer, the dragon with red scales spread its wings and drew two blue tracks on both sides of the broad wings. There was a spark in the dragon''s mouth. It was obvious that it was the culprit who ignited the sulfur smoke. But no one dares to blame it, just because when the beast swoops down, everyone can''t rise to fight against it. Its red scallop was undamaged in the fire, and its powerful muscles soared under it, propelling its nearly 20 meter long body into the air. Its eyes are brighter than any gem, its teeth are sharper than any weapon, and no craftsman can use statues or paintings to show the essence of this perfect creature! It is the pet of nature, the master of the sky, and all creatures should submit to it. This is not the so-called dragon power, but simply because the creatures in front of us are perfect beyond the imaginable limit.Marcus suddenly remembered that someone said he saw a red dragon flying through the air on the night when the rat attacked Wangdu. At that time, he only regarded it as an impractical joke. "I''m afraid I''m a joke." Looking up at things in the air, he murmured unconsciously. But as the dragon gets closer and closer to the city wall, people soon notice something. It seems that there is a person sitting on the red dragon! A man in a gray robe!


    The wind, mingled with blue flames, blew off his hood, revealing black hair that matched the color of his eyes below. His skin is different from that of the common grey lion man, with a little yellow color. He looked calm, as if even on the back of the dragon was not enough to excite him. And on his body, the gray robe rolled freely in the air, and no damage was found in the wind and flame tearing, burning, with a bit of mysterious dark blue light, occasionally appeared on it, like stars dotted on the gray sky.


    "Cheese." As the Dragon flapped its wings and hovered above the city wall, the king''s hand called out the name of the man in grey robe.


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